IT HARDLY MATTERS Back to Main Index Browse the Archives	Friday, November 28, 2003 ( 05:32 PM ) Don't let The Man fuck you. Tuesday, November 25, 2003 ( 02:52 PM ) The story of my life. From the Onion: Stuff On Floor Either Cat Food Or Cat Shit LODI, NJ—The moist, brownish pile on the Gehrke living-room floor is either cat food or cat shit, sources reported Monday. "If I had to guess, I'd say it's cat food," said Lydia Gehrke, 44, staring at the mystery heap. "But the way Oscar's been digesting lately, cat shit is definitely a possibility, too." Though a long shot, Gehrke noted that it could also be cat vomit. "Whatever it is," she said, "it involves the cat." Monday, November 24, 2003 ( 10:42 PM ) I'm wide awake Somebody put a gun in my face The Twilight Singers. ( 02:11 PM ) Your iPod's got a secret. Saturday, November 22, 2003 ( 02:48 PM ) daktaris: http://www.wired.com/news/mac/0,2125,61242,00.html daktaris: i dont believe this DocPenfold: "He is into indigenous music from northern Europe, like the tribal folk music of the Sami. " DocPenfold: and he has a blog! daktaris: *cringe* DocPenfold: he's just like you and me DocPenfold: best quote! DocPenfold: "It's kind of a stoner's ethic, really, the way you pass the joint at a Dead show," he said. daktaris: i think they're just mistaking the incident as a apple commercial shoot Thursday, November 20, 2003 ( 03:19 PM ) Oh HELL YES. Tonight: Martin Donovan on CSI. Wednesday, November 19, 2003 ( 10:53 PM ) I have a zit. Up inside my nose. It hurts bad. ( 11:47 AM ) "On the run from Johnny Law...ain't no trip to Cleveland." Monday, November 17, 2003 ( 10:30 PM ) Aha! So I think I have just figured out what I will get my girlfriend for Christmas. But I can't shop for it online at home in fear that she will barge into my bedroom unannounced and see what I am browsing through. Thursday, November 13, 2003 ( 07:00 PM ) Wherever you've gone, I can follow The path of destruction you leave like crumbs The Twilight Singers. ( 10:58 AM ) Wherever you've gone, I can't follow The path of destruction you leave like crumbs The Twilight Singers. Wednesday, November 12, 2003 ( 09:36 AM ) Pillow verdict: much better. Tuesday, November 11, 2003 ( 09:49 PM ) My last pillow recently got flattened from less than a year of use, so when I was cleaning out the closet I took out the old feather-filled pillow I used to sleep on before I got this recently departed one. Well, Megan's all about head support while one sleeps, so she stuffed the feather-filled pillow plus another old ratty pillow into my pillowcase and I've been sleeping on them for a few nights. My neck and head are not all about the head support while I sleep. They require very little from me when it comes to support during the night. They are very unhappy with the arrangements. So I have gotten rid of the old ratty pillow and hopefully the feathery one will do just fine. Plus, the muscle just above my right eyebrow has been spasming since I started sleeping on the double decker pillow. It is one of the oddest physical sensations I've ever experienced. Monday, November 10, 2003 ( 10:47 PM ) Megan and I have committed ourselves to staying in Los Angeles for Thanksgiving. No, not by buying tickets to the two concerts that are taking place that weekend. But by buying a turkey. And not just any turkey -- one large enough to feed a family of ten. Saturday, November 8, 2003 ( 12:20 PM ) I got me a copy of Adobe Pagemaker 7; I am now ready to conquer the earth. Or, at the very least, make bitchin' CD covers. Monday, November 3, 2003 ( 10:42 PM ) I just put in Ophelia by Natalie Merchant. Perfect cold-weather music. Man, Meggin is going to mad at me for this. She hates Natalie Merchant. Sunday, November 2, 2003 ( 10:47 PM ) Real Halloween: When the sun went down and the rain started to fall, we were all "Fuck that." So we stayed in. Greg & Dannica's Post-Halloween costume party: My costume started out as a sorcerer, quickly evolved into a bear sorcerer, and I somehow ended the night as Odd Job. Pictures to follow.